Friday, September 28, 2012

We have been gathering lots, and setting everything up just so. We hope you might stop by on October 13 & 14 ~~ 9-5 Saturday & 12-5 Sunday. For details.....hop over to Barn Sale under "Chapters" to the right.

P.S. miss my blog friends lots....may be finding my way back someday.

Wednesday, September 26, 2012

after a night of tossing & turning....not even attempting to solve the problems of my little world, I gave in. I awoke, filled my coffee cup, snuggled into my winter robe & sat at the kitchen table. I found my way to this quote, "some days it's not worth chewing through the restraints"....it first made me chuckle, then it made me cry. If you are a fighter like me you will understand.

So this morning I will just resolve to greet the dawn with faith that I don't have to be in the ring all the time. And yet I can't stop shaking my head that social media can erupt over the final call of a football game when there is so so so much bigger things to devote an early morning worry on.

Oh well, the sun rise calls me as do all the sweet moments that calm my weary heart here at my farm. Here I am untethered. Here I set the record straight on what is a priority & what is not. Here I claim a world not nuanced by restraint of spirit or social conscience.
Here I am the director of what matters.

Monday, September 17, 2012

11....Eleven! That is how many cats now live at the farm. Two are house cats and nine are barn cats ~~ although our one tom cat is a roamer and our first born girl cat likes to spend time on "her porch"...so guess she is officially a porch cat.

Now, in case anyone wonders...we are responsible, all are immunized and only our original mom cat remains unaltered. But eleven even has me wondering!

We did take the first big step and adopt out our spring boy kitten, Meadow, to our Ian. Meadow now lives in a bachelor pad in Madison!

But alas, I still wander the house & farm with furry friends at my feet. But, please...If there comes a day when I won't admit the size of my cat herd...or take to wearing a spandex cat suit or worse yet a snap up house robe with beaded cat earrings....tell me to get a grip.

Tuesday, September 11, 2012

Once, maybe twice a year our momma cat, Hope, gifts us with kittens. And so we are blessed with three: August, Autumn & Acorn. They are truly three with the sweetest disposition - born between the potting shed & a picket fence, brought to the nesting box in the barn as they became mobile. They are now safe to play & grow until they are agile enough to climb out of the nesting box. Each night I now return home to lift them out so they can acclimate to the big cats--which now includes Pearl & Luna from the spring litter. Yes, this indeed is my vice.....kittens.

Monday, September 3, 2012

Another long weekend spent in the hayloft....readiness for the 2012 October Barn Sale is well underway! Our 100 year old barn is filling with antiques & vintage finds. Word is, an Amish neighbor may also be bringing over a hay wagon that Saturday with pumpkins & other fall harvest goodies.

Welcome to my little blog...I post a little something when the mood strikes...sometimes I open up a post for comments, but most of the time I don't. I know how complicated commenting on blogs can be, and want to keep this simple....I just thank you for visiting!

"I roamed the countryside searching for answers to things I did not understand." Leonardo da Vinci

Our Barn Sale is again featured in Flea Market Style, Spring 2013. We are blushing here!

A Bit About Me...

I have this little Steiff Rabbit with most of its mohair fur worn off. That is me...not perfect, a little worn, but plenty loved.
I am a gatherer, and I also pay attention to details. If you can describe something as "sweet" or "charming" -- I likely will need to adopt it. I believe in wonder, and I pray I will always feel hopeful at the end of the day. Sunshine on my shoulder will sometimes make me cry and barefeet will always make me smile.

Feel free to contact me...

We arrived at our farm in 2006: found it on a Saturday-- owned it on Tuesday. It took almost a year before we could move in....and now, we count our blessings every day.

We come home. At the end of our journey -- this embrace of a farm awaits us. We come home. We breathe. We come home.

Welcome to our farm, our lives --- this is who we are.

I wonder....
what would have happened if we hadn't traveled northwest that Saturday. If we hadn't stopped in awe at this vacant farm. If we hadn't fought to adopt her and soothe her hurts. What would have been lost or missed in our lives? I wonder.